Chapter 1182: The 3-Year-Old Racing Prodigy is Such a Big Boy!

The sunlight in the back garden spilled onto the smooth stone path, refracting into shimmering golden light.

Lin Haojun, a small figure, sat in the seat of a children's go-kart, his back straight, his hands firmly gripping the steering wheel. Children's cartoon sunglasses slid down to the tip of his nose, covering most of his face, only revealing his immature yet somewhat arrogant jawline.

The go-kart's engine emitted a light hum, like a pony poised to pounce.

Lin Haojun lightly touched the accelerator with his toe, and the car suddenly lurched forward. Then, with a swift turn of his wrist, the steering wheel spun nimbly in his palm, and the go-kart's rear wheels drew a beautiful arc as they scraped the ground.

The tires squeaked as they rubbed against the stone slabs, kicking up fine stone chips, and leaving shallow marks on the ground as they drifted.

He leaned slightly to the side and back, his movements so fluid and natural, unlike that of a three-year-old, that he exuded the coolness of a professional driver. Even a few strands of his hair were blown by the wind, making him look incredibly cool.

As the go-kart hurtled toward Lin Lang and his group, Sun Yizhen's pupils constricted, and she instinctively took a step back, her face filled with shock.

At this critical moment, Lin Haojun slammed on the brakes and made a slight adjustment to his wrist. The go-kart came to a stop abruptly from its drifting inertia, its front end barely half a meter in front of Lin Lang. The car swayed slightly from the sudden stop before finally coming to a steady halt.

Lin Haojun pushed up his cartoon sunglasses, which had slipped down to the tip of his nose, revealing a pair of bright, clever eyes. He tilted his little face up and called out in a clear, loud voice, "Father!"

Lin Lang then got a good look at the child. His eyes and brows had the liveliness of Mu Xueman, but also his own heroic spirit. His small body contained a composure and handsomeness far beyond his age, which made Lin Lang like him instantly.

He carefully placed Xiao Haoxun on the ground. The little guy blinked curiously, staring at the go-kart in front of him. He took unsteady steps with his short legs and reached out his soft little hands to touch the cold body of the car. He then held onto the edge of the car and slowly stood up, his eyes full of wonder.

Lin Lang crouched down, his gaze level with Lin Haojun's, and couldn't help but kiss his chubby cheek, his tone full of doting and admiration: "Son, you're pretty cool! You know how to be cool at such a young age?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Haojun tucked a stray hair behind his ear and said in a childish voice with a hint of pride, "Mother said that I inherited my good looks from Father and have been handsome since I was little!"

"Hahaha!" Lin Lang burst into laughter, amused by Xiao Haojun.

He reached out and unbuckled the go-kart's seatbelt, carefully lifted Xiao Haojun out of the seat, hugged him, and kissed him on the other cheek. "You're right, Jun'er has been handsome since he was little!"

Sun Yizhen saw little Haoxun clinging to the edge of the go-kart on the ground, his little body eager to climb up. She quickly stepped forward to support him and said to Lin Lang with a smile, "Your Majesty, look, Haoxun likes this go-kart too."

As she spoke, she bent down and gently placed Xiao Haoxun into the go-kart seat.

Little Haoxun sat mischievously in the go-kart seat, his little hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, kicking his short legs excitedly, babbling and drooling from the corner of his mouth.

Lin Lang instructed, "My dear consort, for safety's sake, please turn off the go-kart first."

"Oh." Son Ye-jeong hurriedly pressed the ignition switch, turning off the go-kart's engine.

Lin Haojun wrapped his arms around Lin Lang's neck, looked at Mu Xueman who was walking towards him, and called out in a childish voice, "Mommy, you're walking so slowly!"

Mu Xueman's tone was both helpless and indulgent as she complained, "You brat, you drive so fast, do you think your mother can keep up with you on foot?"

Lin Lang held Xiao Haojun in his arms, turned to look at Mu Xueman, and said gently, "My dear consort, don't worry. Not only has Jun'er awakened the max-level 'Drift Racing' skill in his bloodline, but he has also awakened the Indestructible Body. Even if he crashes his go-kart, it won't cause any damage."

Upon hearing this, Mu Xueman couldn't hide her joy and said, "Really? Does that mean Jun'er is invulnerable to swords and spears and can't be harmed by physical attacks?"

Lin Lang replied, "That's right! But my son can no longer get vaccinations, and he can't go to the hospital when he's sick. I'll have to treat him myself because he's invulnerable to needles and blades, so I can't give him IVs or injections."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Haojun clapped his hands excitedly and said, "That's great! Jun'er won't have to get shots anymore! I'm most afraid of shots!"

"You brat!" Lin Lang couldn't help but kiss Xiao Haojun's cheek again.

Mu Xueman greeted Han Yizhen warmly, saying, "Hello, Consort Zhen!"

Because Sun Yizhen traveled back in time to November 2015, it was the first time she had met Mu Xueman, and she didn't know her name, so she smiled and replied, "Hello, sister!"

Then, Mu Xueman nodded slightly to Grandma Sun and said, "Hello, Auntie!"

Sun's mother replied in broken Chinese, "Greetings, Consort Mu!"

Sun Yizhen then realized that the woman in front of her, wearing a white school flower dress and possessing stunning beauty, was Consort Mu.

Little Haojun fiddled with the buttons on Lin Lang's shirt collar with his tiny hands and said in a childish voice, "Father, where have you been these past few days? Mother and Jun'er have missed you so much!"

Looking at the still-childish Haojun, Lin Lang said gently, "Father misses you and your mother too. I wonder if Jun'er wants Father to buy you something delicious or something to play with?"

Xiao Haojun chuckled and said, "Jun'er wants Father to take me to Aunt Zhou's motorcycle racing club. I want to ride go-karts on a professional track."

Lin Lang said indulgently, "Silly boy, you're so playful. Just tell your Aunt Zhou, and she'll take you to a professional racetrack to ride go-karts."

Xiao Haojun replied with a wronged expression, "Mother won't allow it."

Mu Xueman replied with a smile, "It's not that your mother forbids it, it's that your mother didn't know that your bloodline had awakened the Vajra Body before, and she was afraid that it would be dangerous for a three-year-old child to play go-karting and race on a professional track."

Lin Lang said affectionately, "Jun'er, now that your mother isn't afraid of you getting hurt, you can go play as much as you want at your Aunt Zhou's racing club training ground."

"Yay! Father is so good!" Xiao Haojun hugged Lin Lang's neck and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Mu Xueman shook her head helplessly and said indulgently, "I really can't do anything with you, you little brat. Come on, Mommy will take you to find your Aunt Zhou now, and you can play with Brother Haoyi and Sister Zhiqing."

"Jun'er, be good and listen to your mother and Aunt Zhou." Lin Lang kissed Xiao Haojun on the face again before putting her son back on the ground.

"Mmm." Xiao Haojun nodded obediently.

Son Ye-jeong wanted to lift Ho-hoon off the go-kart, so she gently coaxed him, "Son, your brother is about to drive off, come down and play now."

Xiao Haoxun was still excited about sitting in the go-kart. He gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands and refused to get off. He burst into tears as if his beloved toy had been taken away.

Xiao Haoxun's cries came suddenly and loudly. The one-year-and-two-month-old could not express himself clearly, so he could only express his reluctance by crying.

His little face turned bright red, his brows furrowed, his mouth opened wide, and tears streamed down his face like broken beads, rolling down his cheeks and into his collar.

Xiao Haoxun gripped the steering wheel with all his might, and no matter how gently Sun Yizhen tried to pry it open, it wouldn't budge.

When the little one cries emotionally, he pouts and twists his body, kicking his short legs wildly on the seat, wailing as if he has suffered a great injustice.

Seeing her son sobbing, Sun Yizhen felt her heart clench, overwhelmed with the helplessness of a new mother.

Sun's mother quickly took out a tissue, stepped forward, bent down to wipe her grandson's tears, and coaxed him gently, "Xun'er, be good, don't cry, don't cry. Your brother is going to drive away in his go-kart. Shall we get off and play with the little balls? The colorful little balls that Grandma bought for you are still in the stroller."

But Xiao Haoxun wouldn't listen at all. Instead, he hugged the steering wheel even tighter, his cries suddenly rising in volume, filled with strong resistance, his face covered in a mixture of saliva and tears.

Helpless, Son Ye-jeong could only try to forcibly take her son out of the go-kart.

Mu Xueman quickly said, "Sister Zhenfei, please don't carry Xun'er down."

“Jun’er has several go-karts, including electric, gasoline, and beach buggies. I’ll take him to play with other go-karts, and let Xun’er have fun here.”

As soon as Mu Xueman finished speaking, Lin Haojun came over like a little adult, raised his chubby little hand, and gently wiped away the tears on Xiao Haoxun's face, coaxing him in a childish voice: "Don't cry, little brother. This go-kart is for you. I have several cooler go-karts!"

Xiao Haoxun blinked his big, teary eyes, looking at Lin Haojun with a half-understanding expression. His crying gradually subsided, and he sniffled, but his hands still gripped the steering wheel tightly. He even shook his head slightly, clearly not having had enough fun yet.

Seeing this, Lin Lang couldn't help but laugh out loud. He squatted down and reached out to ruffle Lin Haojun's hair: "Jun'er is such a good boy, he even knows how to give way to his younger brother."

"Later, your father will send your third uncle to acquire Ferrari's parent company and customize a few high-performance go-karts for you, so you can show off on the track!"

The third uncle Lin Lang mentioned is Zhang San, a high school classmate who is currently the legal manager of the Lin Group.

"Yay! Father is the best!" Lin Haojun jumped up excitedly, clapping his little hands loudly.

Mu Xueman stepped forward and picked up Lin Haojun, her tone full of doting melancholy: "Your Majesty, you spoil your child too much. Jun'er is only three years old, and you've already bought a Ferrari custom go-kart for him. What will he be like in the future?"

Lin Lang arrogantly declared, "Children's interests and hobbies should be cultivated from a young age. Jun'er likes playing with cars, so what's wrong with me acquiring the Ferrari brand for him? Is there anything wrong with that? There's nothing wrong with it!"

Mu Xueman shook her head helplessly and said with a smile, "Alright, Jun'er, say goodbye to your father and Consort Zhen."

"Goodbye, Father! Goodbye, Consort Zhen!" Xiao Haojun waved in his childish voice.

Lin Lang gently pinched Xiao Haojun's cheek and said indulgently, "You brat, let's go."

Sun Yizhen said with a smile, "Take care, Sister Mufei, goodbye Jun'er!"

Mu Xueman smiled gently, her beauty captivating. Then, carrying Xiao Haojun, she left the Lin family's back garden with light steps.

After watching his college beauty and unrequited love, Mu Xueman, walk away with her son, Lin Lang's gaze returned to Xiao Haoxun.

The little guy's tear stains hadn't dried yet, but a smile had already returned to his face.

He sat in the go-kart seat, his chubby hands gripping the steering wheel, staring straight ahead. His little body swayed back and forth, his short legs kicking, and he was happily babbling "ee-ee-ya-ya" – he looked incredibly cute.